President, don't mess around

When Ling Yanyan woke up, it was already evening, and the sky was a bit gloomy. She got up from the bed, stood in front of the window, and suddenly a pair of long arms were wrapped around her waist, "Yanyan, let's leave the hospital, shall we?" Ming whispered in her ear.

"En." Ling Yanyan nodded.

It's good to be with him.

Ling Yanyan changed out of her hospital gown, and she wore a pink dress, making her look no longer pale.

Feng Zhiming went through the discharge procedures for her, and carried her out of the ward.

"I, I can go by myself." Ling Yanyan didn't want to be the focus of others.

"Let me down! Many people are watching." Feng Zhiming ignored her protest.

Feng Zhiming lowered his head, "Hold me obediently, if you talk again, I will kiss you." He smiled evilly.

Ling Yanyan closed her mouth, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and buried her small face in his chest.

On the contrary, Feng Zhiming laughed lightly, and strode out of the hospital.

The car was driving smoothly, playing soft music, Ling Yanyan looked out the window, "Zhiming, where are we going? Aren't you going back to the apartment?"

"Go to a place where there are only the two of us." Feng Zhiming smiled slightly, and continued to drive the car intently.

At this time, a pleasant ringtone came from the mobile phone. Ling Yanyan took out the mobile phone from her bag, looked at the caller ID on it, and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Yan'er."

"Yanyan, where have you been? What's going on? Why did you get discharged from the hospital suddenly? Don't you still need to recuperate?" Yan'er and the others just went out for a while and gave them a two-person world. When I came back to the hospital, the ward was empty, and I asked at the information desk, only to find out that I had been discharged from the hospital.

"I'm fine." Ling Yanyan felt a little sorry, and she was discharged from the hospital without saying a word, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"We're not worried. You Zhiming is with you. She's your precious daughter. As soon as you arrive in the ward, people who don't see you start crying." Yan'er said helplessly.

"Then ask Yiyi to answer the phone." Ling Yanyan coaxed her daughter on the phone, "Yiyi, Mommy will be back in two days, obediently listen to Aunt Yan'er and don't cry anymore, you understand?"

On the other end of the phone, Yiyi kept crying for Mommy, but her sobbing became smaller and smaller.

Yan'er picked up Yiyi and picked up the phone, "Yanyan, don't worry, Yiyi, we will take good care of her, you two can live a good life together!"

Finally hung up the phone, Feng Zhiming looked at her sad face, "Don't worry, the child always needs to let go."

"But Yiyi is still so young." Ling Yanyan had a bitter face.

"Yanyan, you must belong to me completely." Feng Zhiming said, the car had already driven to the beach.

"Here we are." On the quiet seaside, there was the sound of waves lapping against the rocks, and she took a thin sweater and put it on her body.

Ling Yanyan looked here, tears fell silently.

Feng Zhiming carried her into the white hut on the second floor and asked her to sit on the sofa, "We will live here, shall we?"

Ling Yanyan nodded, "Okay."

If it wasn't for that car accident, maybe they would have been here already.But it was so long late.

Instead, Ling Yanyan looked at him in surprise, "You, remember me?"

"You are my favorite Yanyan, always will be." Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms.

"Woooo, you didn't tell me when you recovered your memory, and you didn't come to see me. I thought you didn't want me anymore." Ling Yanyan lay on his chest, tears wet his shirt, he just hugged tightly hold her.

"Why don't I want to see you, I think you're going crazy." Feng Zhiming buried his head in her hair, smelling her unique fragrance, something strange appeared underneath him.

"What about Wang Xueyi?" If she was hurt, wouldn't Wang Xueyi's hurt be greater? She is Feng Zhiming's wife, but because of her appearance, she became a third party who destroyed other people's families.

Feng Zhiming's lips kissed the tears on her face, "You are the woman I love the most. I can break the hearts of many people, but I don't want to make you sad."

He swore domineeringly that she was the love of his life, and the only person he wanted to accompany till old age.

Ling Yanyan wrapped her arms around him, kissed his sexy thin lips actively, and the tip of her tongue slipped between his teeth jerky.

"Are you seducing me?" Feng Zhiming pulled her away, because he was afraid that her body would not be able to bear it, so she kept holding back, but now, she took the initiative to kiss him instead.

She must not know that even her rough kiss is enough to arouse his most primitive desire.

"Isn't it possible?" The little hand unbuttoned the crystal button of his shirt and moved it on his chest.

"Then do you know that it will cost a lot?" The big hand clasped her small hand tightly, and the warm breath breathed on her sensitive neck, making her whole body feel numb and itchy.

"Mmm..." Ling Yanyan nodded, her pink lips fell on his naked upper body, kissing from the front of the chest to the lower abdomen.

Even if it was a harsh kiss, he could no longer refuse it.

Feng Zhiming let out a low growl, picked her up by the waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips, with the four lips pressed together, walked up to the bedroom on the second floor, and both fell on the soft big bed.

"Can you?" He asked softly, Ling Yanyan turned her head slightly, and nodded slightly.

Feng Zhiming smiled lightly and took off the clothes on the two of them. After a while, the two of them were facing each other naked. Feng Zhiming's affectionate kisses fell one by one, kissing her fair neck, moving to the fullness of her chest. , Ling Yanyan's soft body was close to him, and he did not enter her until he had done enough foreplay, moving slowly.

The man's heavy breathing, the woman's coquettish moans, and the ambiguous atmosphere permeated the entire room.

"Tired?" came a deep voice.

"Mmm." Ling Yanyan's voice was exhausted.

"Then go to sleep!" Feng Zhiming retracted the hand on her waist.

Ling Yanyan nodded, "If I can be with you every day, I really feel very happy."

"Fool, I didn't say I was going to leave. Of course we can live like this every day." Did she start to feel uneasy again?Every time, as soon as she feels happy, she will start to feel uneasy. Is it because he doesn't give her enough sense of security?

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, put her slender arms on his chest, pressed her chin lightly, and looked at his handsome facial features.

"You're not tired, are you? Do you want to do it again?" Feng Zhiming smiled wickedly.

Ling Yanyan lay down quickly, "I'm sleepy."

She was just afraid that it was just a dream, and when she woke up, she had nothing left, no more his love, no more affection, no more tenderness.

But still unable to resist the oncoming drowsiness, he fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Zhiming listened to her even breathing, and the corners of his lips raised an arc.